A knee injury sucks. Trust me, I know first hand. It was early Friday evening around mid-January of this year. I had just gotten home from work and was getting ready to settle in for the night. As I walked out of my closet and headed toward the bathroom, my right knee abruptly collided with the wall.
There was instant pain followed by a few choice expletives, but I brushed it off. I didn’t think it was a particularly hard hit so I elevated it for the rest of the night and carried on with business as usual the following day. After a couple weeks passed, however, I noticed a stiffness in my knee that hadn’t been there before. It was annoying, but I figured it was a delayed reaction to what happened and would go away soon enough. Fortunately it did, but then it also came back.